The taste of Altoids remind
me of freshman year
Walking off the bus
In a hungered daze
Shivering in the morning
That always felt like December
Feeling like I should see my breath
But knowing it was 79 degrees
I chew spearmint gum
And I remember the lights
The desks
I remember the eyes
Turning towards my shivering body
The teacher said
"anorexics are always cold"
But I wonder if she knew
It felt like death
I felt like December
It felt like seeing my breath
In the warmth of August
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forevermore [poetry]
PoetrySometimes You have to close your eyes And pretend you're alright To fully understand the meaning of sadness -Me 2020 End Best Rankings have gotten: #1 in Rhyme #2 in Prose #3 in Poetry #13 in Poetrycollection
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